Chapter 89 Ning Rongrong's Outburst
The atmosphere on the playground was extremely oppressive.
The Shrek students were all frozen in place, looking at each other blankly.
All of this happened too fast and too suddenly; from announcing his departure from school to suddenly attacking someone, it all happened in the blink of an eye.
Flender watched Ye Liuyun's figure gradually disappear into the distance, opened his mouth, but could only let out a sigh of old age.
As a teacher, he values students' talent the most, but he also understands that once someone like Ye Liuyun makes up his mind, no one can stop him.
He can't just leave people tied up like that.
A fleeting look of despair crossed his eyes, but more than anything, he felt a sense of powerlessness.
On the ground, Yu Xiaogang's face was swollen on one side, like a steamed bun stuffed inside. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and he could only groan in pain, unable to utter a complete sentence.
Tang San squatted down beside Yu Xiaogang, frantically trying to use his soul power to heal his teacher, but his mind was a complete mess.
He had known Ye Liuyun for so many years, and he had never seen the other party so out of control.
As usual, he would definitely seek justice for his teacher, but seeing the blooming Lovesickness Heartbreak Red on Xiao Wu's head, his mind was completely in turmoil.
He had expressed his feelings last night.
The flower has bloomed... Xiao Wu has chosen him, and Ye Liuyun is her brother-in-law.
There was simply no way to take action against Ye Liuyun.
Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun stood not far away, their expressions complicated.
Xiao Wu stood in the crowd, her hands clasped together in front of her chest.
She didn't chase after him, but prayed silently again and again:
"Going against Spirit Hall is indeed not a good choice."
Wherever you go, I hope you will be happy.
Just as everyone fell silent, a figure suddenly moved.
Ning Rongrong pursed her lips, lifted her skirt, and chased after him alone in that deathly silence.
She ran extremely fast and stopped the person at the school gate.
"Why are you leaving?"
Ning Rongrong stood in front of Ye Liuyun, panting, her beautiful eyes fixed on him.
Ye Liuyun stopped and calmly looked at the girl blocking his way, his voice low and deep:
"My original plan was never to stay indefinitely, so isn't it normal to leave?"
Ning Rongrong stubbornly raised her head, her voice trembling slightly.
"So where are you planning to go? If you don't have a good place to go, you can come to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. At least it can provide you with cultivation resources and environment."
Fearing that Ye Liuyun might misunderstand, she quickly changed her words.
"I just saw that you have good talent and wanted to cultivate new strength for the sect. Don't misunderstand."
"I'm not going."
Ye Liuyun refused without even thinking.
Was he going to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect just asking for trouble?
Moreover, he is currently only an avatar; his original body left long ago. How could he possibly leave any chance for anyone else?
"I'm sorry, I plan to find a secluded place to cultivate alone."
Ye Liuyun turned to the side, intending to go around Ning Rongrong.
Ning Rongrong suddenly shouted:
"Stop!"
"Since we have to part ways, we don't know if we'll ever see each other again."
"I have something I absolutely must tell you."
Ye Liuyun stopped in his tracks.
He wasn't stupid; he could sense that this proud little princess had a vague affection for him.
But in Ye Liuyun's view on relationships, this kind of affection is too light, as light as a breeze.
He believes that this kind of "liking" among young people is often just an instinctive pursuit of beautiful things.
Just like a young boy experiencing his first love being attracted to a gentle and beautiful older woman, this is more like an admiration for "power" or "beauty" than true love.
For him, the key to dating is not "dating," but "talking."
They talked about past hardships, future directions, and their fundamental views on the world.
If values clash and mutual understanding is impossible, then all intimacy is merely a clumsy performance under the guise of "lust."
Unfortunately, there is probably no one in this world who shares his values.
He was prepared to give a cold rejection, but he didn't expect to be greeted not with a confession, but with a furious curse that echoed throughout the school gate.
"Trash! Coward!"
Ning Rongrong's voice was sharp and trembling, echoing in the empty school gate.
Ye Liuyun was completely stunned.
He turned his head, a rare look of astonishment in his eyes.
He's trash?
Ning Rongrong glared at him stubbornly, her eyes slightly red, but she held back her tears.
She stepped forward and looked directly into Ye Liuyun's eyes:
"Do you remember the first time we went out together? When that ordinary old man on the roadside got into a conflict with the Soul Master."
"That matter bothers me a lot; I've thought about it for a long time."
Ye Liuyun remained silent, but his memory was pulled back to that afternoon.
"Back then, you asked me if Soul Masters were more noble than ordinary people. I said yes. Even now, I still believe that."
Ning Rongrong gave a self-deprecating snort.
"So you cursed at me that day. Maybe you believe in equality for all, and you find my views disgusting. After I left, you should have helped that old man, right?"
Ye Liuyun did not deny it, but his brows furrowed slightly.
"But what about afterwards?"
Ning Rongrong aggressively approached him.
"After you leave, won't that Soul Master you humiliated go back for revenge? Won't that old man be bullied again? You don't care at all. Your so-called kindness is like a passerby seeing stray cats and dogs on the roadside, feeding them a couple of biscuits when in a good mood, and ignoring them when in a bad mood. What you're doing isn't good; you're just satisfying your own sense of morality!"
Ye Liuyun's pupils suddenly contracted.
"To put it bluntly, you and I are essentially no different. Whether or not you help others depends on your own mood."
"Neither you nor I are particularly good people."
Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth, her voice filled with a tearing resolve:
"But I'm not wrong, because that's how the world taught me! My family, my elders, and every Soul Master around me believe that the strong are respected. The problem lies with the rules set by this world, not me."
"But what about you? You clearly feel that the world is wrong as it is, yet you've never tried to change it!"
"We've all worked so hard, and Dean Flender has given up all his years of hard work. We originally had the opportunity to stand on the world's highest stage and let the world know us. You could have changed the world, but now you want to run away?"
Ning Rongrong took a deep breath, and her last words were almost squeezed out between her teeth:
"You don't think I'm going to confess my feelings to you, do you?"
"Don't look down on people."
"The person my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's little princess, Ning Rongrong, likes must be a great man who dares to be the first in the world!"
The wind howled past the school gate, swirling up the fallen leaves on the ground.
Ye Liuyun stood there, looking at the girl in front of him who had once been nothing more than a "greenhouse flower" in his eyes, and for the first time felt a tremor that struck his soul.
Because the avatar and the original body were in sync, even Ye Liuyun's original body, thousands of miles away, stopped in his tracks.
He used to think he was the only one sober while everyone else was drunk, but now it seems he's just a speck of dust among the masses.
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